Chapter 48 Rescue the beautiful man

Battle said doubtfully, "Later, I heard that General Zheng was hit by an unknown poison, and I thought that he must have used the wooden dragon cup, but I don't know how the cup was delivered to him. I heard that he was never careless and did not trust others easily."

"What the hell? Anyway, that wild seed won't live long now!" There was another burst of man's laughter from the ink-colored tent, as if he was full of pride.

"Where is he locked up?" The eldest prince said fiercely, "Add some supper for him later."

Night snack? Qingzhu understands that this is an elegant statement, but in fact, it is to add another punishment.

"In the northernmost tent, all the stubborn prisoners are imprisoned there together, and there is no guard outside. Zheng Wen has been hungry for three days and nights, and now he doesn't have the strength to let him run!" When Battle said this, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he was extremely proud and excited.

Qingzhu's heart thumped. This battalion is full of heavy soldiers, and even a fly can't fly out. It seems that it is necessary to seize the time to secretly rescue, otherwise it will be difficult to escape when they are tortured.

At this time, Qingzhu didn't think much about it. He bent down, rolled his body, and crawled forward to the north of the enemy camp. In addition, she was very small and crawled on the ground, as flexible and clever as earthworms. Sometimes when patrol guards passed by, she would roll into the dark and move. It was not until they went far away that he carefully climbed out again and soon came to the northernmost tent.

Even if it was far away, Qingzhu still followed the smell of blood and found it. This tent is very dilapidated. Inside, a small charcoal basin is lit. It is full of different torture tools. There are damaged places on the tarpaulins. The appearance looks dirty. The wind at night is already strong, and it pours in along the hole. The room is almost the same temperature as outside the tent. At first glance, it doesn't look like prisoners. A place like an abandoned slaughterhouse.

According to the faint light emitted by the charcoal fire, the bamboo cat leaned on its waist, tiptoe, and slowly entered it.

As soon as she stepped into the broken account, she was almost chilled by the strong smell of blood inside. Although the tent is not big, there are many prisoners in it, tied horizontally and diagonally on the ground. Because it was night, I don't know whether they were hungry or beaten. Everyone had been sleeping. Qingzhu carefully looked at every body at his feet and almost turned over these people and found that they were not the people he was looking for, regardless of their clothes or appearance. She continued to move forward and saw a man hanging on a high wooden scaffold not far away.

The tall body was almost**, and his body was almost full of blood. Two long hooks passed through his collarbone. The other end of the hook hung high on the roof of the fixed shed. His fingers were nailed through by bamboo sticks. He was hung in mid-air and his feet off the ground. Swing around like a shabby kite.

Qingzhu's ear rumped. She remembered that she eavesdropped on the conversation of the four people. Speaking of Zheng Wen's sadness, she frowned. Was that Zheng Wen? After having this idea in his mind, he did not dare to look up, but his legs moved forward uncontrollably. She hoped that the man was him, because she finally met her beloved man for half a month, but she was also afraid that it was him, and it was even more difficult to imagine that a living person would become this half-dead figure.

With gentle footsteps and strong breathing, Qingzhu came to the front of the man hanging in mid-air. He was so powerful and huge that he was like a black tower under the light and shadow. The chains hooked his skin and made a cackle sound, which sounded particularly ferocious in the dark night.

The dark vision can't see people's faces clearly. He is like a big tree leaning against the sky, without a trace of anger. Qingzhu took out a short knife from her arms, exerted her strength, and flew into mid-air like a swallow. The short knife in her hand flew in the air with a sound, and the chain broke. Just as the man was about to fall heavily by gravity, she turned her body in the air, hugged her big head and rushed down the man's body quietly. Fall.

The man in his arms was already distracted. Maybe he was shocked by the huge thrust down and opened his eyes. The wound on his shoulder was pulled and made a "hist" sound.

"Don't make a sound!" His slender fingers covered his pale thin lips. "I'll take you away."

It was not until then that she saw the man in front of her. His ink hair was dark and his eyebrows were clear. He looked like a beautiful man. He was not Zheng Wen. The woman, who was originally jubilant, suddenly fell from the sky to the ground, and the excitement disappeared. She was hesitating. She didn't know him and wanted to save him.

When the man heard the voice of Qingzhu, he raised his head slightly in surprise. After seeing the beautiful smiling face in front of him, the corners of his mouth smiled softly and his eyebrows were as deep as stars.

"Do you know where General Zheng is imprisoned?" Intuition told herself that she should have gone wrong, and she did not find other execution rooms in the barracks, but there was no trace of Zheng Wen here. Where is he? Will you escape?

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Qingzhu meaningfully. He wanted to explain something, but he opened his mouth but let out a low-pressure moan. For three days, the water had not entered, and his voice was so dry that he could not make any sound.

"So you can't speak. Are you dumb?" In an emergency, she didn't care about any words, so she said something abruptly.

The man's painful expression suddenly pulled out a smile and looked at her so straight, with inexplicable emotion surging in his eyes.

Are you so happy to be said to be dumb? Shall we take him away? If he is left behind, judging from the current injury, the greatest possibility is that he will be beaten alive. Although she is not a Bodhisattva, she is still warm-hearted and can't bear to see others die. Besides, saving him out may be able to ask Zheng Wen's hiding place. It was important. He made a decision and put half of the man's shoulder around his neck, held his narrow waist with his right hand, and walked out of the tent.

As soon as they walked out of the tent door, they could not distinguish between southeast and northwest. At this time, there was a rapid footsteps in the aisle.

Qingzhu and the two hurriedly took refuge on the edge of the tent. Several soldiers in armor came in and shouted when they saw that there was no one on the scaffold, "No, he ran away."

He hurriedly turned back and turned back. If the top priority is not reported in time, in case the prisoner escapes, it is definitely a death penalty. They don't have time to think much and don't inspect carefully. A leader shouted, "Search, search, search quickly! Every corner of the tent can't be let go. If he runs away, we will all die.